Eli Matthewson is an edgy Kiwi comic, clearly popular down that way on account of the New Zealand news crew filming the set & the Antipodean laughter which filled the room. This was the Underbelly’s intimate Wee Coo, which has an especial acoustic quality of being able to distinctify every person’s individual chortles, giggles & guffaws, I loved that. These laughs, by the way, were as regular as a heart scanner. As Eli rips thro’ his set; come every pause, without fail, a beep of laughter shot up into the room from all quarters.
Eli is gay, & beams his out pride, not constantly & only a tad gratuitous, but as a simple part of his life alongside his mum, dad, Auntie Kath & boyfriend, who all get wee cameos as we go. His comedy is of the ticklish type, reaching out like an octopus & making us all squiggle in our seats as we laugh. The section on Grinder-driving was especially & intensely peerless. As we ride his comedy rodeo, we learn some fun facts; like Auckland being built on fifty cute volcanoes, & also the absolute adorability of pubic crabs. This is the perfect stand-up show for those who want a bit of cheekiness as well as genuine laughs, & with Eli’s strands deftly collected together into a bubbling denoument, I left the Wee Coo in a state of complete fulfillment.
Best pals Rachel Wheeley & Nicola Houghton are up from Tooting with some proper funny stuff, but they’re only here ’til Sunday…
Hello Nicola, so where are you both from and where ya at, geographically speaking? Nicola: Nicola grew up in Radcliffe near Manchester, and Rachel at Eton College, the poshest school in the world. However since then we have both moved to sunny Tooting in South West London
When did you first realise you could make people laugh? Nicola: I remember the defining moment, aged 16 in a GCSE drama class, where we were to improvise a play about the plague village in the 1600s. I remember thinking it was a bit dry and coming up with a comic character that was a mother of one of the villagers. I remember making the room laugh and thinking it was the best feeling in the world, and that I wanted to do more.
How did you get into comedy? Nicola: A mere 20 years after that event, I finally got on stage to do my first gig. I had grown up surrounded by comedy in that there was a lot of story tellers in my family, coupled with northern humour. Plus I grew up in Manchester where it rains a lot. We spent our summer holidays watching films by Norman Wisdom, George Formby, Laurel and Hardy and Will Hay. We had our family holiday in Scarborough a few years on the run and ended up seeing the Chuckle Brothers at the Corner Cafe there. I was thinking of those days this week with the passing of Barry Chuckle.
How did you meet Rachel? Nicola: We met at a mother and baby group in Tooting. Not a place many comics will have bumped into each other! Neither of us were comedians then, that came later when we needed a plan to get out of bedtime.
Hi Rachel so do you guys socialise much as families? Rachel: We haven’t yet but Nicola and I like to hang out and write together and of course we run the Tooting comedy club so we hang out a lot for that, talking about acts we love. I think we will hang out more after the Fringe, we’ve got to know each other so well up here!
You’ve got three famous figures from history coming round for dinner. Who would they be & what would you cook; starter, mains & dessert? Nicola: Margaret Rutherford, John Wesley & Jesus. Hmm, bit of an odd mix – might be best if they came on different days. Prawn cocktail with bread and butter followed by Steak pudding and chips with bread and butter, followed by apple crumble and custard.
The kids are out with their dad at the movies, you’ve got the house to yourself for three, maybe three & a half hours, what do you do? Rachel: Without a shadow of a doubt I’d spend the first couple of hours getting on with a bunch of cleaning and washing, of which there is always a mountain (I have three kids) and then I would treat myself to a nap. I wish I had a more interesting answer 🙂
Where & when did the idea for Meet in the Middle originate? Nicola: Rach and I run a comedy club in Tooting, Comedy at the Wheatsheaf. We’d decided to take something up to Edinburgh together, so we met for a coffee to come up with an idea for the show. I had sugar in mine, Rach didn’t and it grew from there.
You were shortlisted for the BBC New Comedy Award in 2018, how did that feel? Rachel: Exciting. I sent a recording of a performance at Comedy at the Wheatsheaf, the night Nicola and I run in Tooting and was lucky enough to be invited to regional heats. It was fun to tell everyone to listen on the radio. My Mum has listened a few times on iplayer and keeps sending me laughing emojis.
You’re bringing a show to this year’s Fringe – can you tell us about it? Rachel: Nicola Houghton & Rachel Wheeley: Meet in the Middle – Nicola and I are neighbours in Tooting, but we’re from very different backgrounds. Nicola grew up in Radcliffe near Manchester in the North of England, Rach at Eton College, the poshest school in the world. We both find middle class London bizarre, for different reasons!
Would the show appeal to non-Brits at the Fringe & why? Rachel: Yes! We’re covering two very different parts of Britain in the show. Non-Brits can find out all about where Prince William went to school, and what it’s like growing up in the North of England – they may be inspired to visit Manchester!
You’ve got 20 seconds to sell the show to somebody in the street… Rachel: Eton College meets fish and chips – come and see us, it’s funny, and free!
Nicky Wilkson, one half of the acclaimed duo, The Kagools, stands like Bob Dylan in his Subterranean Homesick Blues video, flicking through a white pad on which are written the things which make her happy. As we join her lovely dream, Nicky makes everyone feel cool & inclusive, & is not shy with the free pork pies. We play game shows such as the fairly insane mechanics behind Pass the Bingo & also Hanky Panky, which is not as sexy as it sounds. She also plays the spoons extraordinarily well, & the general vibe is one of watching Biggles in biplane strafing the audience with her cheeky parlour room funathon. In this instance, Nicky is a children’s entertainer for adults & no-one left the room without their fun levels topped up for the day.
Nathaniel Metcalfe: Chameleon, Comedian, Corinthian & Caricature Aug 2-26: The Counting House (13:10)
Nathaniel Metcalfe is making his comeback. Four years ago, in the flushes of comedy success, his girlfriend dumped him on the last day of the Fringe. ‘At least my bags were packed,’ he quips, but this is no lament for lost love, for the fellow is clearly over the trauma & is ready to rock once more. As a comedian, the sensitive Metcalfe reminds me of a swan gliding effortlessly through his material. There are funny gags, there is clever nostalgia, there is self-deprecation, there is a Jeremy Irons video & there is a bell rang by the celebrated James Macaster, Metcalfe’s wingman, whenever our comedian goes off tangent. A pleasant session is this, an early & tasty appetizer for a full day at the Fringe.
Kevin: Matviw: Self Defence For Cowards Laughing Horse @ The Place Hotel Aug 2-26th (18.45)
Kevin Matviw is from Canada, & is also a very brave man. Composing & performing a solo sketch show is a difficult artform, yet he does it so enthusiastically well! As he adds sound effects triggered by a foot pedal, Kevin invites the audience in on most occasions. It is rare that everyone wants to get up & make a fool of themselves during a show, but it felt like everyone in the audience were chomping at the bit to get involved. Self Defence For Cowards rolls thro’ multiple set pieces of various levels absurdity, the highlight of which was his 70s cop show, in which audience member Terry played an even more enthusiastic part. This is a perfect show for a few pals or a family who want to sit down together in a more relaxed frame of mind than having to listen to a soliloquizing comedian of random quality. Kevin has quality &, in the current climate, a quite unique show which is well worth a watch.
Suzanne Lea Shepherd: You’re Okay! Bar 50: August 15-26 (16.45)
For those who want to feel a proper part of the international comedy community, then go see Suzanne Lea Shepherd, who brings her distinctly American-toned material to Edinburgh. Audience friendly from the off, the central slam-dunk theme of her solo show is one wild family Thanksgiving, drunk on boxed wine in a strip-club with her parents, from which her epic & witty observations digress. We are also entertained by the grand scheme of relationships & her place in it – sometimes with an awkward viscerality – but definitely true to life & clearly true to herself. Both brutal & affectionate, Suzanne is a heady cocktail of humor & storytelling, & at a concisely-timed forty-five minutes, You’re Okay! is an excellent way to spend your freestylin’ day.
Nathan Cassidy: If I Caused the Financial Crash of 2008 August 2-26th : The Caves (20:00)
If there’s one thing you can guarantee every Fringe, its Nathan Cassidy coming up with a completely fresh show, so fertile is his comedy imagination. This year we have a pinballing blast through his year’ of working as a banker, where one loose comment might have unleashed the great financial crash of 2008. Looking snappy as a gigolo, his suave rock’n’roll comedy persona beams us through his worldscape with unforgettable energy. Satirical, sarcastic, cunning & clever, Cassidy is a different animal to most comedians in Edinburgh right now, a perfectly intellectual & above all funny antidote to some of the nonsense being babbled all day across Edinburgh.
This was my first comedy of this year’s festival and like most people I was spoiled for choice and didn’t know who to go for. Luckily I had a friend in the know and he recommended the Lampoons. I really did not know what to expect and was going In blind so to speak. I was also taking my mate from out of town so was really hoping this was a good one! The space was very intimate, with about 10 rows on either side right I front of the small stage. We were presented with 5 doors and not much else really so I quickly realised that these guys were going to be relying heavily on their material and wit, the show was either going to be tragic or great.
The general plot is an adaptation of the 50’s B-movie titled ‘The House on Haunted Hill,’ when a few rather odd characters are invited along to spend the night in Vincent Price’s haunted house. Each character is superbly played by the actors who have to use all of their acting skills and abilities to rig the characters to life. The full show was weirdly wonderful and had both myself and my fried enthralled in what these lunatics were going to do next. There is everything from oversized pickles to crazy ghost cats to keep you entertained. There is also a good level of audience participation which only adds to the hilarity.
This could well be the most ridiculously bizarre late-night show at the fringe; a thumpingly hilarious non-stop Comedy-Horror Read the full interview…
There seemed to be a lot of improv involved as the show evolved, giving the actors the freedom to ‘run with it’ and lots of opportunities to let their imagination run wild and the patter flow between everyone. The pace of the show was pretty fast and there were a few hilariously funny parts that had some of the audience in absolute hysterics including myself and my friend! I can see this show running on and on – comedy genius would be a fair comment and absolutely mental may be another! This show is one of the best things that I have seen in years and I would advise everyone to take a punt on these guys – you will not be disappointed.
The show works perfectly in this small theatre, as you can see the whites of the actor’s eyes and every facial expression. It is rare that everyone in a show is amazing, & the truth is these guys actually are; Ollie, Adam, Tina and Josh will have you on the edge of your seat as you watch a master class in silliness!
Martin Willis and Phil Lindsey are best mates, & from their incessant banter great comedy has been born & given a name — LOOSE BRIE
Hello Martin, so where are you both from and where ya at, geographically speaking? Martin: So I’m from St Albans and Phil’s from Aylesbury, both commuter towns in the home counties. Although, if you mean where am I from from, I’m half Indian. It’s a look often confused for literally any country in the warmer western world. And where am I at? Currently the desk in my bedroom of the flat we share with our comedy heroes, David McIver and Steph Browne.
Hello Phil, so when did you first realise you could make people laugh? Phil: I’d say around about my fifth gig.
Why stand-up? Phil: Because I wrote too many knob jokes to make it in theatre. Genuinely though, I started as a playwright, but then comedy seemed like a more open system with endless opportunities to workshop material. I can write a sketch about a man who’s addicted slugs on Sunday and perform and rewrite it three times by Friday. And, importantly, I don’t have to convince an actor or director that slug addiction makes sense. I just have to convince Martin, which is easy because he’s up for anything.
How did you get into comedy, Martin? Martin: By following the stringent application processes of various London open mics. Previous to that I lived in Madrid, where I dabbled in improv and dipped my toe in stand-up for two gigs, the second of which was wonderful and the first I don’t wanna talk about.
How did you meet Phil? Martin: We became buddies in the Shakespeare Society at Goldsmith’s College in south London. We were in two plays together in The Society, the first of which was a gender-swapped Twelfth Night and it was wonderful, the second was a queer Romeo & Juliet adaptation which I don’t wanna talk about.
Where & when did the idea for Loose Brie originate? Phil: We first properly worked together in 2011 when Martin was in my play, Winfamy (“Makes the pits of hell look like a glamour disco” – Broadway Baby). Then we didn’t do anything for a while because Martin ran away to Spain (I’m over it). In 2014 we made some horrible little films together (took them down from Youtube because: horrible). Finally, in late 2015 Martin bullied me into trying stand up for the first time. By January 2016 I’d moved into his flat, we’d formed Loose Brie, and our fates were sealed.
As besties, what do you guys do when you’re not working on comedy? Phil: Sit together in glorious silence.
You guys were in Edinburgh two years ago when we ‘laughed a lot.’ What have you got for us this year? Martin: This year we’re going to solve every single problem in the entire world, everything from grief and relationship disputes to hiccups and sketch comedy. There’s a chance that it’s harder than we thought it was going to be, solving literally everything, and there’s a bigger chance still that it’s all away of covering up the genuine issues that we have with each other in our real life as best friends and flatmates.
That seems quite a very wide selection of materials – is there anything that does NOT get joked about by you guys? Martin: Yeah, we tried to do more big-P political stuff this year because audiences kept asking us to solve brexit, but it’s just too real and not all that fun in our voice. Instead, we pack a short but pretty horrid period of nudity, which more or less emotes the traumatic experience of thinking too much about current politics anyway.
Would the show appeal to non-Brits at the Fringe & why? Phil: It’s a highly physical sketch show, but all the context for the disgusting/distressing physical stuff we do is in what we say. It’s a much darker show without the words. So, to answer your question: yes.
How is director John-Luke Roberts handling everything? Martin: Oh, he’s great. I’m surprised he took us on at all after our first preview, which was a genuinely horrendous experience for literally everybody involved. But his notes are great, his moustache is great, and he’s letting us mess about onstage at both ACMS and his Terrible Wonderful Adaptations, which is great.
You’ve got 20 seconds to sell the show to somebody in the street…Hey guys! Phil: Are you looking for something to do later! No sweat! But if you change your mind – no, I know but if you do change your mind though, our sketch show ‘Loose Brie Solve Everything’ is one of the Independent’s Picks of the Frin – okay, okay, I’ll – look I’m just saying it’s a great, big, weird, moving unforgettable show that I think you’ll really – sorrysorry I’ll go please just – ow – not the face – please – no please stop…
Nick Revell has a lot to say – and I’m pretty sure most of it is complete nonsense. The premise of the show is basically how his Dream Catcher got broken. Along the way we are introduced to a host of celebrity cameos featuring everyone from Gwyneth Paltrow to Vladimer Putin and taking us from the pretentious Hipster bars of North London to the frozen tundra of the Bering Strait. His brand of nonsense is something to behold and his imaginative tangents are as entertaining as they are baffling. I can’t say that I got every reference, but those that did seemed to be appreciating them fully. But I don’t mind things going “Over my head” a little at times. It’s just refreshing to see a comedian, or any artist for that matter, being true to themselves and not trying to dumb down their material to reach a broader audience. The references I did get were certainly witty and sharply observed. All of this was helped along considerably by the likability of Mr Revell and his unwillingness to conform to comedy show norms of insulting the audience or telling people what gruesome celebrity he resembles. He did mention his pet cat, but that was only to win a bet with his mates so that can be forgiven.
Want to hear a bonkers story this afternoon? Lasts an hour, feels like twenty minutes. Sex, violence, a talking bear and classic 70s disco. Read the interview…
What made his gibberish also engaging was the conviction with which he delivered it. Great surrealism should always be on the cusp of being believable. It is known as the suspension of disbelief. And this comic did that with great aplomb. Even when describing Vladimer Putin’s homosexual arse going on a hedonistic rampage in Berlin I was almost there with him. Mr Revell is certainly a cleverer man than me and surely that’s whom enjoyable entertainment should be delivered by. If I think I can do it myself I’ll just do it myself. If I think that there’s no way I could do that I sit back, pay my entrance fee and enjoy the ride. Much of his imagery will stay with me for a long time and I’m positive I must have learned something. Maybe not strictly accurate information but certainly the hold you can have on an audience when you steadfastly refuse to compromise your integrity or intelligence or imagination to appeal to the “Made in Chelsea” generation. Long may you jabber nonsense Mr Revell and long may your uncompromising anarchy reign!
Evelyn Mok has an unusual, languid stage presence that augured well when she first came on to stage. Those who are familiar with her past material will know her jokes revolve around personal themes of identity and body image while growing up Swedish of Chinese parentage, resulting in some heavy self-doubt as a result. This show dips into that same well. There were certainly some golden nuggets, but a full hour without quite enough material ended up feeling patchy and too drawn out, especially towards the end when the show really began to lose its momentum. The experience ends up being one part comedy and two parts confessional, which some people will find refreshing, but it won’t be every comedy aficionado’s cup of tea.
There were some stand out jokes that were genuinely funny, and the middle part of the show was well structured and tied up neatly together. She was able to make us laugh at the absurdity of being at the harsh end of the ‘bamboo stick’, that had come all the way from China, like a sick and twisted family heirloom, and certainly a contrast to her Scandinavian schoolmates’ liberal parenting experience. Her lacklustre and awkward dating experiences after coming relatively late to the game made us laugh too, blaming God for not listening to her heartfelt prayers for a good shag.
Mok uses the time for some serious political observations such as the lack of women abusers in the #MeToo movement. She squeezed some comedic material out of asking us to imagine our female ‘national treasures’ like Maggie Smith being sexually aggressive to young men, because the idea seems so incongruous and unfathomable. Little digs at the white middle class punters were received gracefully, as she poked fun at racist ideas of Chinese people and British colonialism. She teased that white people were to blame for creating a situation where Black Barbie is the cheapest one in the Swedish store. It just created an even greater identity crisis when her penny-pinching father brought the unwanted doll home as a gift, minus all the cool accessories that White Barbie or even the panda that Asian Barbie came with. She could have really gone to town with some of this material, like her being a cheap Asian fetish for 50 year old white men who can’t afford a Thai bride. She certainly has potential, and once she fleshes out her act and makes the most of her material she could be a very refreshing and important figure on the comedy circuit.
Mok tested us with a sideways joke about Jimmy Saville and the audience visibly shivered. She impressed upon us that she loves to make her audiences uncomfortable. However, at this point the bated breath in the room belied a fearful anticipation that things were going to descend into unnecessarily murky and uncomfortable waters. The jokes began to thin out more and more and the monologue became more like a rambling, unedited confessional on Oprah. Yet by this stage in the proceedings, the audience had warmed to her personality, bravery and vulnerability. Only the cruellest of punters would think of heckling her at this point, so everyone perhaps felt compelled to be respectful and listen to her circulating some needed air around some of her most painful childhood stories. Being open and honest about difficult subjects will help us all. It all lightens up again with ridiculous nonsense just before the end, but I won’t spoil the experience of her quirky ‘special song’.
I’ve always loved Shelley’s sonnet, Ozymandias, written in competition with Keats in the unofficial London literary salon ran by Leigh Hunt. And so does Jacob Hatton. Jacob also loves comedy, & doing comedy, he really is quite a natural performer. What Ozymandias has to do with his comedy I quite never worked out, but I hardly cared as I was too busy being swept along by Hatton’s funniness like going on one of those proper smart waterpark flumes in Greece.
The main crux of the show is Hatton’s youthful obsession with becoming the Pope, which he clearly has never quite got rid of, for the neurosi surrounding such childhood dreams are now manifesting in the young fellow’s performance art. I think Hatton would have made a brilliant drama teacher; he’s just so on the ball & scatty at the same time, it’s buzzing to watch.
Ozymandias is based on our endless desire to be GREAT, to want people to know us and know about us. It explores what that means, why we want it and why ultimately, it’s a profoundly useless thing to really want from life. Read the full interview…
There is also a gameshow-host lurking somewhere in the psyche of Mr Hatton, & one is immediately warmed by his incessantly silly patter & his quality audience interaction/participation. I mean, getting an entire sobriety-swarming room harmoniously Gregorian chanting before noon is quite a feat. Thus, at the end of the day, or rather the start of, Ozymandias is a wee, endorphin-milking titterfest that will set you up for a grand day at the Fringe, no end.
After last night’s musical Hip-Hop adventure at Sketchy Beats it was 5am this Morning that my head hit the pillow. I was home by 2am, but couldnae stop writing. I awoke with sun streaming through my window, & with a smile knowing that today Divine would have the opportunity to take in the mesmerising beauty of “Rosie Sings”. It was a beautiful Saturday as I strolled into town. The city was heaving with smiling faces, even the beggars were doing a roaring trade. Everyone was happy. The Sun did indeed have its hat on. So I hurried my pace coz I didnae want to miss my date to see Rosie perform. Its been a year since her beauty graced my life. Last year’s show was one of Divine’s 5 Star recommendations. So I was eager to see just how the show had matured.
I entered the venue to the songs of Duffy and Amy Winehouse. This put me in the mood immediately. I love them both and was happily singing along with my pint of water, with ice and lemon. Rosie walked on stage and my heart melted. Her blond ringlets complimenting her beautiful face, beautiful teeth and smile. Her lovely white and flowery dress and diamante Heels. Her beautiful singing voice. It is only when she speaks that the true Rosie comes to life. This girl loves sex, avoids alcoholics, but is ok with ketamine. A packed Fingers Cellar Bar, instantly warmed to Rosie’s enlightening comedy and genuinely hilarious tales.
As I said earlier, Rosie is gorgeous in a classic 1950’s kind of way. As a singer, she is easily on par with Duffy and Amy Winehouse, which was perfectly complimented by the brilliance of her pianist and musical director, Doug Price. This Bbby really makes the Piano sing, complimenting Rosie’s vocal range, reproducing classics in a very satisfying way indeed. Behind the mask of every clown, there is a genius. Rosie’s genius is her singing voice, everyone was thrilled by this. The unique and classy bit was her song, sung in about twenty different languages. It is the International Fringe, so there is a bit in this show for Fringers of every nationality. Rosie has a big heart and wants to include everyone.
Its also part of The Free Fringe, so there is nothing to lose apart from an hour to the talents of Rosie. As I left the venue, I got all tongue tied and blushed like a schoolboy. Thanked her for the performance and tripped on a step, falling flat on my face. It was just like that sketch from Only Fools And Horses, where Dell is getting the come on from two ladies in the bar, he leans on the bar and its been lifted up by the bartender while Del Boy wasnae looking and falls flat on the floor. I was too embarrassed to continue our conversation. Oh well, I know that with Rosie’s talent and seeing as she is a local now I am pretty sure I will Hear her amazing voice again soon.
Sikisa “Twix” Barnes and Adrian Tauss have teamed up for the Fringe. The Mumble thought we’d find out why…
Hello Adrian, so where are you both from and where ya at, geographically speaking? Adrian: Hey Mumble, So I grew up in Switzerland, the original Brexit. And Sikisa is from Barbados via Brixton. So naturally we got on instantly. We both live and perform in London.
Hello Sikisa, so when did you first realise you could make people laugh? Sikisa: I think I’ve always been able to make people laugh just because of my personality and always trying to make people happy, but I didnt realise my potential properly until 4 1/2 years ago when I started gigging on the open mic circuit
So Adrian, how is the Swiss sense of humour compared to the British? Adrian: We’ll there isn’t one. Switzerland is to humour what Britain is to Ice skating. Although there is actually a small but popular English speaking scene in Zurich now, where I occasionally gig.
So Sikisa, I know Brixton, I used to go raving down the 414 club! Anyway, I can imagine in such a cauldron of life there is a lot of material to draw comedy from? Sikisa: Yes I like to use my settings and surroundings as a backdrop for my comedy. I like to talk about subjects that people can relate to but from my point of view.
Which comedians inspire you, both old skool and on the scene today? Sikisa: I grew up watching great British sitcoms and sketch shows featuring Victoria Wood, Dawn french, Jennifer Saunders, Harry Enfield and was in awe of what they did. As I got older I discovered more Amercian comedians such as Wayne Brady, Katt Williams and Kevin Hart. But I love watching strong women on stage so upcoming comedians such as Desiree Burch, Micky Overman, Thanyia Moore, Heidi Regan and Helen Bauer inspire me to just keep doing what I do.
You’re quite a wandering Diva across the London Comedy Circuit, what is the scene like? Sikisa: Wandering?? lol! I wouldn’t call myself a diva – my friends call me that – mainly because they believe I am a powerhouse of talent – whether I agree is a different story. The comedy scene is amazing. There is so many different talent on the scene who are all individuals and I have been privileged to have shared a stage with many of them. It’s an exciting time in comedy because we are being recognised more for being smart as well as funny.
So Adrian, How did you get into stand up? Adrian: I loved stand up and always wondered if I could be good at it. And who knows, maybe I will one day.
What are the key ingredients to a good joke? Adrian: For me, It’s an original point of view and a flavour of your personality. Genitalia and farts never fail though.
You’ve just been working with Rachel Weisz & Timothy Spall recently, what’s the back story? Adrian: I occasionally get work as an actor and I remember working with some amazing actors, who I’m pretty sure don’t remember working with me. I was cut out of some high caliber stuff though and Tom Hiddleston once asked me to take my top off. But you’ll have to come and see the show for the story behind that.
How did you meet each other? Sikisa: I met Adrian when he started coming to the Cavendish Arms in Stockwell to perform at Comedy Virgins. I work at the pub and have done so for ten years and I had just started doing comedy. At first I was wondering why he never brought me a kebab (because I thought he worked in one for a while) and then we got on very well.
Where did the idea for the show originate? Adrian: To be honest, we both just really wanted to do a show together and the ideas followed. Also, since Sikisa is winning competitions and has been signed by an agent, so I thought I should capitalise on our friendship and ride on her coattails of success.
Can you describe in a single sentence the experience of performing at the Fringe? Adrian: It’s summer camp for all the weirdos.
What is it about performing live you love the most? Sikisa: I love being able to interact with audience members and seeing their reactions to my jokes. No audience is ever the same. I also love being about to have a platform to have freedom of speech so i can say whatever I like really
You’ve got 20 seconds to sell the show to somebody in the street… Sikisa: Do you ever learn from your mistakes? or do you like enjoying making mistakes! Come and see this show where me and Adrian talk about things we should have learnt about but we cannot guarantee that they are going to help as we are rubbish with providing answers. It’s well worth it just to see Adrian talk about piegons and me try to prove I’m better than Beyonce
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